The Creators: From Night City

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Jiang Bing arrived as promised, becoming the one who buried the tree.

A vibrant flame appeared at his fingertips, which he slowly sent forward.

The withered tree trunk, in both physical and magical terms, was like dry tinder meeting a raging fire. The flames, fueled by the tree trunk and dark magic, grew wildly in a very short time.

Flames shot into the sky, billowing fiercely.

The golden flames rose dozens of meters high and grew higher over time.

The seemingly endless roots of the Tree of Enifos provided an excellent path for the flames of creation, which ignited everything along the roots that spread throughout the earth.

The entire dark forest was the first to be set ablaze.

Dozens of demon altars scattered throughout the forest suddenly erupted with scorching golden flames, destroying the altars in reverse and instantly purifying the bound souls. The demons, however, had nowhere to escape or hide in the raging inferno, and could only wail, struggle, and despair as they turned to ashes in the fire.

The dazzling flames spread wildly along the majestic mountains of Kanduras, burning across thousands of kilometers along the last remnants of the Tree of Enifos, igniting the entire underground cavern, the Black Wasteland, most of the Taimo Highlands, and even several of the majestic peaks of Kanduras, completely engulfing the Blind Monastery in flames.

The soil was boiling, the flames originating from the [Forger] igniting the land and everything above it.

The dark magic that the Dark Wanderer spread across this land as he traveled east was almost instantly burned and purified. All demons within the range of the flames would be continuously eroded. If they could not escape the golden land before their deaths, their bodies and souls would be completely annihilated by the 'etheric fire' and turned into nourishment for Jiang Bing.

Tens of thousands of demons were burned as firewood, everything was burning, and all people and things mixed with dark magic met their final end.

The flames seemed to spread endlessly, growing so large that they covered the entire mountain range, igniting all the land in the southern mountains of Candulas and the surrounding foothills.

However, this is already amazing enough.

The scorching heat emanating from that intense, pure flame was like an atomic bomb dropped from a higher dimension, the ripples of which swept across the entire Sanctuary almost instantly.

The clans that drift across Westermar, Savor, the Arreat Plateau, the Land of Terror, Kelgis, Havizar, Scylla, the Twin Seas, Caldeum, and even the Sea of ​​Light.

Almost all the highly perceptive superhumans in the world noticed that a pure and extremely intense flame had ignited in the center of the continent, a flame so intense that it could illuminate half of the elemental realm.

In an instant, countless powerful beings turned their gaze to the southern part of Kanduras, and countless ancient beings were awakened, with various forces having different thoughts.

Chapter 724 Iron and Fire

"Holy Light above!"

Delorin knelt on the ground, gently stroking the land that seemed to have transformed into a golden holy realm with his hands clad in metal gauntlets, filled with disbelief.

Paladins possess a profound skill in wielding holy light: they can infuse pure holy light into the earth beneath them, temporarily creating a pure sanctuary that inflicts continuous damage on any demons that venture into it.

However, even the most powerful paladin can only sanctify an area of ​​a few hundred meters for a short time. When Delorin looked up towards the monastery, the 'Golden Sanctuary,' with golden sparks constantly rising from the soil, stretched to the end of his vision, seemingly without end.

This filled him with a terror no less than if he had suddenly witnessed an archangel from the higher heavens descend upon the sanctuary.

"That's quite a grand gesture," Isendra thought, stomping her foot on the still-burning ground. Her astonishment was no less than that of the paladin.

Including Zul, these spellcasters all understood the power required to create the scene before them. It was a force that would make even the Dark Wanderers suffer several slaps. It would take tens of thousands of angels from the High Heavens, along with spellcasters, to sanctify such a vast area in a short time.

After all, they didn't know that Jiang Bing had used the roots of the Enifos Tree to cheat.

"Looks like the demons' good days are over!" the barbarian exclaimed, feeling the positive energy feedback from the ground beneath his feet.

Of the heroes present, only the Barbarian had an intelligence of 9. He could see the grand scene, but he couldn't understand the underlying meaning, so he could only say the most pragmatic thing.

The heroes' astonishment did not affect the timely implementation of the 'stepping stone' plan.

In the center of Camp Rogue, now transformed into fertile gold, nano-tiles on the surface of the nano-launch platform flow and deform silently like black mercury, ready for the launch of heavy-lift missiles.

The "stepping stone" is a massive device weighing several tons, requiring a rocket carrying capacity significantly greater than that of a typical intercontinental ballistic missile.

All electronic devices in the entire camp were put into 'defense mode', and a large number of non-essential high-precision devices were temporarily silenced to withstand the upcoming nuclear explosion EMP particle impact.

All the buildings, including their fragile components, were reinforced with nano-elements to prevent damage and collapse during incoming shock waves and vibrations.

The combat personnel took up defensive positions, and dust shields were raised.

Non-combat personnel should take shelter in pre-built bunkers.

The previously noisy campsite quieted down after about ten minutes.

But whether inside the mechs, vehicles, bunkers, or behind protective barriers, everyone was focused on the hundred-meter-tall metal pillar, anticipating what would happen next.

Without any lengthy announcements, the rocket successfully ignited after the launch countdown ended, accompanied by a piercing alarm.

A hellish orange-red light burst forth from the bottom of the rocket, accompanied by a muffled roar like that of an ancient beast, tamed by the nano-guide channels. Four thick solid booster flames tore through the air first, lifting the silver-gray, tens-of-tons behemoth into the air.

The heavy-lift launch vehicle will be responsible for lifting the nuclear bomb to a certain height. At the same time, the external thrusters of the first stage will detach, and the detonation engine of the second stage will only have one goal: to transport itself to the predetermined location as quickly and gracefully as possible.

The cold steel remained silent, while flames roared and howled beneath it, proclaiming why the two major factors that underpin human civilization are 'iron' and 'fire'.

Its ascent carried a cold, indestructible resolve. The nano-armor shell reflected a dark, flowing luster under the flames. The intelligent thermal management system made its ascent trajectory appear light and swift to the powerful beings on the ground, who could use their eyes as telescopes, completely disregarding its massive size.

The rocket quickly pierced through the clouds, penetrating the dark clouds that had been gathering dark magic for years. After tearing a large hole in the clouds, it rose into the sky like a spear of judgment forged by human technology and aimed straight at the heart of a demon, following the beam of light that shone through.

High above the heavens.

With the four booster rockets falling, the rocket entered its final acceleration sprint phase.

At this stage, it will no longer be subject to any manipulation or external influence; it will only accelerate, propel, and guide relentlessly until it reaches the end of its mission.

And so its speed increased dramatically! It increased rapidly! It increased dramatically! It increased explosively!!

On the eve of the sun illuminating the sky above the Blind Monastery, Andariel is scrambling to deal with the environmental impacts from what has now become Jiang Bing's 'divine kingdom'.

The roots of the Tree of Enifus actively became deeply entangled with the dark magic surging within the earth, causing the flames to instantly wipe out the dark magic within hundreds of kilometers of the fortress.

Demons are undoubtedly magical creatures, all of them. The disappearance of dark magic has undoubtedly caused their living environment to suddenly change from spring-like weather to extreme cold and heat. The flames that followed simply dragged them into the center of an even worse inferno, leaving them to be slowly roasted by the flames like dried meat hanging upside down.

The land 'sanctified' by fire is like a sharp nail bed to demons. Even with the protection of the monastery's legion magic circle, the demons still showed varying degrees of panic and dared not step out of the magic circle.

But worse news was yet to come.

"Lady of Pain, the great formation is being continuously eroded by the golden flames. The consumables are constantly 'deactivated' from soul to body due to overload," an ancient ritual demon leader with a snake tail and human body but a lobster face reported to his superior in the deepest underground space of the monastery, between Andariel's throne room.

"Damn World Stone Barrier, how can such power be allowed to appear in the mortal world? Its standards for restricting these bastards are really biased." Andariel gently inserted her hoof-shaped foot into the specially opened magic circle hole in front of her. The golden flames scorched her hoof, making it sizzle, and the pain made her groan.

“I suggest that we fill the 'altar' with all the uncorrupted consumables to expand the dark area and resist the erosion of the flames. This sanctifying power cannot last long,” the ancient ritual demon said, pointing to the consumables in its mouth with its deformed, armored fingers.

Following the direction it pointed, which was in front of Andariel's throne, there was a deep pit, several tens of meters in size.

The enormous crater was now filled with foul-smelling blood, with countless Rogue and nun corpses submerged within, filling it to the brim. Amidst the rising and falling corpses, every now and then a young, twisted face would surface in the blood, as if struggling to escape this pool of hell.

"Okay," Andariel said irritably, using the sharp limbs on his back to slide bloody marks across his waist and abdomen, using the pain to relieve his frustration.

Her powerful intuition always gave her a premonition of impending doom.

Chapter 725 Eternal Fall to the Blazing Sun

Since her encounter with Jiang Bing, she naturally understood what he was about to do and took precautions accordingly.

But to her surprise, the opponent's first move was such a grand spectacle.

"Oh right, fill in all those 'toys' too. New 'toys' will be delivered soon anyway, and I'm tired of playing with them anyway."

The toys Andariel mentioned were members of the Blind Sisters who were tied to the walls on either side of the throne room.

They were all prisoners of war when the monastery fell. Apart from those who died and were corrupted, the remaining group of the most determined members resisted the corruption of the devil, but met an even more tragic end.

Under the clutches of the Queen of Pain, Andariel, they suffered inhuman torture, the punishments of which cannot be described in human language.

The ancient ritual demon hurriedly ordered his subordinates to remove these inhuman corpses from their shackles. They were already dead, but their souls were bound to their bodies, suffering continuous torment.

Death was merely the beginning of suffering for Andariel, for the soul was a plaything that the Demon King could manipulate at will.

"By the way, double the number of the Howling Scarecrows to further reinforce the magic array's defenses. Have Overseer Tasilas whip them a few more times and make the demons guarding the city keep their eyes on the west."

Andariel stepped his other foot into the golden 'sanctuary' as well, and amidst the sizzling sound like meat being fried, Andariel let out a satisfied groan.

While continuing her unrestrained manner, she said, "After all, such a large-scale operation is just the prelude to the war. The enemy's offensive will definitely be extremely fierce."

“Understood, madam, but then we won’t have enough ‘consumables’,” the ancient ritual demon quickly calculated the amount of ‘consumables’ needed to carry out the plan and hurriedly reported.

While it will carry out the boss's orders without fail, that doesn't mean it can create something out of nothing.

"Just throw those Fallen Ones who are terrified of the flames into the altar as waste materials; they're just a burden now anyway," Andariel said casually, offering his solution.

The ancient ritual demon showed no resistance or hesitation towards this plan of slaughtering its own kind, and readily agreed.

But just as he turned around and hadn't even stepped out of the throne room, something unexpected happened in an instant!

The missile carrying a nuclear warhead reached the top of the monastery and instantly initiated a magnificent fusion reaction on a microscopic scale.

Light, pure light, burst forth!

The light was not pure white, but rather had a faint golden hue, like the fire of the sun.

The seemingly indestructible magical shield endured hundreds of millions of degrees Celsius of X-ray radiation in a fraction of a second. The twisted rune array that made up the magical shield overloaded and exploded. Under the immense pressure, the deformed scarecrow nodes burst open like shattered black glass and then evaporated completely in the intense light.

The seemingly indestructible dome of dark energy couldn't even last 0.1 seconds under the crushing force of the laws of physics and magic.

The demon troops on duty on the city wall were directly baked into dark silhouettes by the blinding light, imprinted on the stone wall.

The more powerful demons, though they survived the attack and did not die immediately, faced an even more tragic fate.

An enormous fireball, with a diameter of 4.2 kilometers, leaped out of the microscopic world and instantly descended into the mortal realm.

The monastery's walls, tens of meters high, towering towers, outer and inner cloisters, along with the military camp, were mercilessly swallowed up.

Flesh and bones, metal and rock, organic and inorganic matter, even those distorted souls invisible to matter, were instantly melted in the flames of 'consecration,' sublimating into plasma and evaporating completely within 10 milliseconds.

The first wave of overpressure shockwave burst forth instantly, expanding outwards at a speed of 4400 meters per second.

The remaining buildings of the monastery were destroyed instantly, as if they had been swept away by a tidal wave.

The Kanduras Mountains on both sides were flattened. The magnificent rocks did not even last ten seconds before being violently blasted apart by the shockwave and swept away in all directions.

The mountain range within a two-kilometer radius collapsed instantly, like an anthill trampled by a giant. The vegetation on all the peaks within a ten-kilometer radius was swept away and pushed outward by the shockwave.

The terrifyingly high temperature generated by the explosion ignited all flammable materials within a 15-kilometer radius, and together with the air retracted after the shock wave swept through, it formed a convection current, creating a raging firestorm with a temperature exceeding 1,000 degrees Celsius, which lingered over the earth.

Meanwhile, at the Rogue Encampment.

Despite repeated instructions from the Anti-Entropy staff to keep their heads down, hide behind cover, and not look toward the monastery, many 'smart heads' still chose not to believe it.

So when the nuclear explosion occurred, the caravan leader Varif's vision was suddenly filled with pure white light.

This was not light, but the deathly blankness created by his retina after a moment of overload.

"The sun... the sun... fell to the ground!?" The exclamation from someone nearby made his mind go blank, but the pain that followed his eyes made him cry out.

The trenches were instantly filled with screams of agony from those who were blinded.

Kasha, who was using Eagle Vision, was also illuminated by the light, but the light, which could temporarily blind ordinary people, only made her squint slightly before having no further effect.

That's how powerful and domineering a master is.

Flavius, standing beside her, did the same thing. The two of them didn't even cower behind the metal bunkers, but stood casually on a tower.

High skill breeds boldness; that perfectly describes them.

Of course, Zul, Isendra, and the barbarian trio were also quite daring.

These hero-level units are capable of facing a nuclear explosion from a distance.

However, the shockwave that followed arrived instantly, and they soon learned the hard way about the consequences of ignoring advice.

The golden land suddenly began to vibrate rapidly, as if struck like a drumhead. Then, a solidified wall of air swept across the camp with overwhelming force.

The people in the camp heard a deafening roar that seemed to tear their souls apart. Then, some of them experienced momentary deafness, and the whole world seemed to sink into a deathly silence.

The wooden tower where the two Rogge were located snapped in an instant like straw, and the two men inside could only jump down from the tower in a sorry state, landing on the loose mud.

A towering wall of bones successfully protected Zul and his two companions, allowing them to maintain their elegance amidst the shockwaves. It's no wonder people marvel at how powerful the mage is, no matter where he goes.

The shockwave traveled a long distance and by the time it reached New Rogue Encampment, its power had diminished by about 80-90%, but many of the buildings within the camp still groaned in pain from the impact.

Vareif, somewhat panicked due to his blindness, was slammed hard against the blast wall behind him by the shockwave. His internal organs felt as if they were being gripped by a giant hand, and he couldn't help but feel a tightness in his chest.

After this experience, he learned a lesson: listen to advice and you'll have a good life; ignore advice and you'll be doomed sooner or later.

Chapter 726 Team Up to Fight the Boss

Then, a scorching rain of mud and sand began to fall from the sky, drenching the clean-loving Ethandra completely and causing her to frown.

But as soon as she raised her hand to cast the cleansing spell, she froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

The other two people around her behaved in the same way.

In fact, most people in the entire camp acted in this way, after all, before this, not one of them had any experience of facing a 2500-megaton nuclear bomb explosion.